Surprise! I emptied the emperor's private treasury before exile

The prince saw that although the emperor cursed fiercely, he did not look angry at all. He calmed down a little and continued to ask, "What about the fifth brother?"

There was a hint of tentativeness in his tone, and his eyes were full of expectation and concern.

The emperor frowned when he heard this, waved his hand impatiently, and said, "Just follow your suggestion!"

When the crown prince heard the emperor's agreement, a look of joy instantly appeared on his face. He hurriedly bowed again and said in an excited tone: "Thank you, father. I will do my best to assist you and handle this matter well, and live up to your trust."

His voice trembled slightly with excitement, and his eyes were bright and flashing with determination.

After saying this, he straightened up, his eyes full of determination and resolve.

Then he retreated quickly with light but steady steps, his clothes fluttering as if with a gust of wind.

Tingzhou County

The Second Prince Li Qin and now Yang Zhigao, had no idea that they had been exposed, and even their old nest had been targeted.

He was still immersed in the pleasure of revenge on Chu Ci, the woman who ruined everything for him. Various cruel scenes kept appearing in his mind and his face was distorted.

But his subordinates were almost going crazy, "Young Master, we should leave! I found three groups of people outside who looked strange."

The subordinate looked nervous, with beads of sweat rolling down his forehead. He shouted anxiously and worriedly: "Young Master, the situation is not good. We can't delay any longer!"

His voice was rapid and trembling, and his body was shaking slightly, as if a disaster would strike in the next second.

However, Yang Zhigao had gone insane, his eyes bloodshot, and he roared ferociously, "I can leave, but before I leave, I must kill that woman Chu Ci. She made me lose everything, and I will make her pay with blood!"

His voice was like a wild animal's roar, veins popped out on his neck, and his hands were clenched into fists.

After Yang Zhigao finished his roar, he immediately became upset when he saw that his subordinates did not move at all. "You don't want to?"

"You look down on me too, don't you? I'm in such a state now, and you dare to disobey my orders and ignore me?"

He was breathing heavily, his eyes were fierce as if he wanted to eat someone, and his body was shaking with anger.

"I dare not." The subordinate hurriedly lowered his head, his voice trembling slightly, and said in fear and trepidation: "Young master, it's not that I don't want to, but your safety is the first priority in my heart!" His voice was crying and his body bent even lower.

"I am well aware of the difficulty of going against Chu Ci, and I also know that we have never gained any benefit from her before." The subordinate's voice became increasingly low, with deep helplessness and fear.

"The situation is so dangerous now. If you insist on doing so, I am afraid you will be doomed. I am loyal to you and cannot bear to see you put yourself in danger, young master!"

The subordinate looked up, his eyes filled with tears, his face full of loyalty and worry.

When Yang Zhigao heard this, his face became even gloomier. He stared at his subordinates and gritted his teeth, saying, "Humph! You keep saying that you are doing this for my safety, but I think you are just a coward!"

His breathing became more and more rapid, as if he was about to explode in the next second.

"I am a man... a seven-foot-tall man. How could I be afraid of that woman? If I don't kill her today, I will never be able to get rid of the anger in my heart!" Yang Zhigao's voice echoed in the room, full of madness and unwillingness.

Chu Ci, who was lying in the shadow outside the window, gently poked Fan Jingrui beside her with a proud look on her face, "Husband, I didn't expect that he would hate me so much?"

The corners of her mouth rose slightly, but there was a hint of imperceptible worry in her eyes.

Fan Jingrui nodded, confirming that Yang Zhigao had no intention of leaving immediately, and felt a little relieved.

He frowned slightly, his eyes still fixed on the situation in the room, but he did not respond to Chu Ci's words.

After a pause, he whispered, "Let's go!"

His voice was low and brief, with unquestionable determination.

Chu Ci pursed his lips, frowned, and said dissatisfiedly: "Can't we just take him down? If we keep enduring like this, will we all become Ninja Turtles?"

There was a flame of anger burning in her eyes, her hands unconsciously clenched into fists, and her body trembled slightly.

Seeing this, Fan Jingrui suppressed his smile, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, but his eyes showed some tenderness and helplessness: "My wife, aren't you most afraid of trouble?"

"When we encountered this kind of thing in the past, you always tried to avoid it if you could. Why are you so radical today?" His voice was soft and a little teasing.

Chu Ci was immediately displeased when he saw that Fan Jingrui was actually laughing at him.

She turned her head suddenly, her eyes widened, her cheeks slightly reddened with anger, and she almost gritted her teeth and said, "You are still laughing at me here!"

If it wasn't the wrong place, Chu Ci would have wanted to yell a few words to vent his dissatisfaction.

You can't yell, but you can't forget what you should say.

Chu Ci took a deep breath and tried to calm his excitement. But...

I really can't calm down. "Who am I so anxious for? But you, not only don't understand my painstaking efforts, but also make fun of me! Tell me, what are you thinking?"

What else can Fan Jingrui do at this time? "Don't worry, Madam. Wait for another seven days, or eight days at most. I promise you that no one in Tingzhou will cause trouble for you again."

Chu Ci heard this, his eyes instantly lit up with surprise, and he said excitedly: "Let's go back."

Fan Jingrui was already accustomed to Chu Ci's quick-witted temper.

However, over the past seven days, Chu Ci's personality has become increasingly erratic.

He can come up with thirty different things in one day, which is overwhelming.

Even though Fan Jingrui has always had profound cultivation and great concentration, he still finds it difficult to resist at this moment.

In desperation, he hurriedly found a doctor to take Chu Ci's pulse, hoping to find out the problem, but the final result was that everything was normal.

Time passed quickly until the eighth day, when the purple-robed messenger Yan Xin arrived.

Chu Ci has always been a person who loves to join in the fun. When he heard that they were going to capture Yang Zhigao, he ignored Fan Jingrui's obstruction and followed Yan Xin and the others.

A touch of steaming blood came without warning, and the pungent smell instantly filled the air.

Chu Ci was caught off guard and could no longer control himself. He felt his stomach churning and couldn't help but dry-heave.

"Princess, are you pregnant?" The purple-robed envoy Yan Xin has always been knowledgeable and experienced. At this moment, he immediately cast his sharp eyes on Chu Ci's lower abdomen.

Chu Ci was stunned at first, then his eyes became dazed. "I'm pregnant?"

There was a hint of disbelief and confusion in her voice, as if she herself was not sure.

Then, she subconsciously raised her hand and gently stroked her lower abdomen, with a complicated expression on her face, including surprise, confusion, and a hint of helplessness.

"I'm really pregnant?" she murmured to herself again, as if immersed in this sudden possibility.